miércoles, 21 de mayo de 2008

Rapsodia Bohemia

Is this the real life-Is this just fantasy-Caught in a landslide-No escape from reality-Open your eyesLook up to the skies and see-Im just a poor boy,i need no sympathy-Because Im easy come,easy go,A little high,little low,Anyway the wind blows,doesnt really matter to me,To me

Mama,just killed a man,Put a gun against his head,Pulled my trigger,now hes dead,Mama,life had just begun,But now Ive gone and thrown it all away-Mama ooo,Didnt mean to make you cry-If Im not back again this time tomorrow-Carry on,carry on,as if nothing really matters-

Too late,my time has come,Sends shivers down my spine-Bodys aching all the time,Goodbye everybody-Ive got to go-Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth-Mama ooo- (any way the wind blows)I dont want to die,I sometimes wish Id never been born at all-

I see a little silhouetto of a man,Scaramouche,scaramouche will you do the fandango-Thunderbolt and lightning-very very frightening me-Galileo,galileo,Galileo galileoGalileo figaro-magnifico-But Im just a poor boy and nobody loves me-Hes just a poor boy from a poor family-Spare him his life from this monstrosity-Easy come easy go-,will you let me go-Bismillah! no-,we will not let you go-let him go-Bismillah! we will not let you go-let him goBismillah! we will not let you go-let me goWill not let you go-let me goWill not let you go let me goNo,no,no,no,no,no,no-Mama mia,mama mia,mama mia let me go-Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me,for me,for me-

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye-So you think you can love me and leave me to die-Oh baby-cant do this to me baby-Just gotta get out-just gotta get right outta here-